Survival In The Magic Sea: I Have A God-Level Talent

The ghost ship stops next to the island.

Dugu Ye didn't move at all, he just expanded the range of the white mist.

"Su Mu, do you want to be my master?"

Su Mu looked at Dugu Ye curiously.

"It's not easy to be your master."

Dugu Ye nodded.

"It's really not that simple to become my master. You need to go to the sea of ​​death and get a core to become my master."

Su Mu nodded slightly, he wanted to see what the other side of the magic sea looked like.

"When this matter is over, I can go there."

Here, the murloc warriors turned into undead and attacked the crabs.

"Damn it." Dou Chengjin's face was cold.

Haskell, who had become an undead, had more than doubled his fighting power and crushed him directly.

If it weren't for the undead that had just become, it wouldn't be able to exert its full power.

He definitely couldn't last ten minutes.

Dou Chengjin chopped off Huskar's head with a knife.

However, Huskar ignored it completely and continued to swing the knife.

And the fallen head also began to fly back to its original position.

A pair of dead fish eyes stared at Dou Chengjin without any expression, as if looking at a dead person. 11 "Damn, what the hell is this?"

Suddenly a cold light flashed, and the head that had been made into gold also flew out.

There are already many races outside with legions, but they are all far away from the white mist and dare not approach.

"This mist is unknown."

A skeleton sheep broke into the white mist.

His name is Youyang Luo, a master with a combat power of 2.2 million.

Its occupation is Undead Warrior.

As an undead warrior, he saw the extraordinaryness of this magic mist at a glance.

"This kind of mist can transform people into undead, but it is useless to me, because I am an undead myself."

However, as soon as he broke into the black mist, he was stunned by the scenery in front of him.

A group of murderous undead have been waiting for a long time.

There are a lot of scars on this group of undead, but these scars are rapidly healing themselves.

Obviously not long after the war.

The black mist drilled into the bodies of the undead along the seams of the undead, increasing their strength.

If nothing else, these undead will rise to the level of two million.

However, Youyangluo also discovered that the bodies of these undead were slowly disintegrating.

"Sacrifice life in exchange for powerful power, and the duration is only twenty-four hours."

However, for these twenty-four hours, this group of monsters was invincible.

At least three million people can't break through this fog.

"Damn it."

Youyangluo's figure disappeared in a flash.

Dugu Ye showed a look of astonishment.

"Brother Su, there seems to be something inside, that guy's blood is very pure.

Su Mu raised her eyebrows.

But did not leave the place.

He still needs to guard the entire island, waiting for the Basius to hatch.

The seventh sense brings crisis every moment.

There are many great powers staring at this place.

The Elf King stepped on the water and looked into the distance, full of resentment.

But what can he do?

A nine-colored flying dragon above the sky looked at him coldly.

He is on the blacklist of the Dragon Clan, and the relationship between Su Mu and the Dragon Clan is not as simple as it appears on the surface.

So for Su Mu, the Dragon Clan has already stared at him to death.

What's more frightening is that he doesn't have the ability to kill Su Mu in a short time.

Su Mu has a powerful power of luck, and he cannot be killed until the luck is exhausted.

"Is there really no other way?"

This is an opportunity, Su Mu was trapped on this island by the evil god Horror Hughes, unable to leave for a short time.

"An owner of the power of space, trapped here, is definitely a good time to kill him, but what should I do?"

The Elf King raised his pupils and cast his eyes on the black mist area

Two undead legions are chasing and killing a ghost sheep.

That group of undead's legion lacked foundation, and their combat power seemed to be strong, so they still couldn't catch up to the ghost sheep.

But that phantom eye was also uncomfortable, he was tightly trapped by the black mist and couldn't escape.

The surrounding black mist sealed everything around, and even cut off the connection of space.

But people from the outside can relate to the inside.

It's just that if he is the only one, he can't help the ghost sheep inside.

The Elven King belongs to the wood dragon family, and is good at life-type magic, and has a relationship with the undead system.

If his power penetrated into the mist, it would be like a flame entering water, and it would burst instantly.

"Maybe we can find someone to do it together."

It is not a wise move for one person to offend Su Mu rashly.

Especially a few days ago, the Elven King lost a lot of treasure.

This made him a little afraid of Su Mu's luck.

The artifact is there, and many people can only look at the artifact all their lives and dare not seize it.

There is a price to pay for taking artifacts.

This world belongs to you, it belongs to you, if it does not belong to you, you will never get it in your life.

For example, the Nephalem that the Elf King once stole from the Demon Sea Merchant was taken back by the Demon Sea Merchant.

As a price, his elven mother tree was stolen, the ancient life elves that had bred for a long time disappeared, and the artifact Four Seasons Map was even taken away.

What was even more frightening was that he couldn't deal with that person.

The overlord from the depths of the magic sea, the master of water, Gretel.

An existence with a combat power of more than five million.

He can only look up to that kind of existence, and the cause and effect at that time were also messed up.

He can only figure out that Su Mu snatched 523 his map of the four seasons, but he can't talk about the whereabouts of the ancient life elves.

But this is enough, the revenge of snatching the artifact is irreconcilable.

"Artifact ghost ship."

The Elf King's eyes finally saw the ghost ship deep in the mist, and his face suddenly became ugly.

The ability of the ghost ship is quite terrifying.

If the extreme power of attacking and killing, the power of extreme death, if all the power erupts, even he would not dare to provoke it easily.

Suddenly the space split open, and an old shark came out.

"Yo, isn't this the Elven King?"

Shahuangtian said unhurriedly.

The relationship between the shark family and the elf family is not very good, but it is not antagonism.

Meet each other can say hello.

The gap between the fourth race and the eighth race is the gap between Mount Everest and sea level.

For a strong man like the Elf King, there are always ten shark clans.

Shahuangtian raised his head, glanced at the sky, and frowned slightly.

"Why did the Dragon Clan come here?"

The Dragon Clan is the second race of the Demon Sea and is extremely mysterious.

But the only certainty is that they seldom intervene in the affairs of the Demon Sea. Once they do, it must be something shocking.

Su Mu is sitting on a ghost ship drinking wine.

His abilities are getting stronger every moment.

Although a lot of great powers came from outside, the longer the time dragged on, the more favorable the situation would be for him. .